I always seem to be at a loss for words at the most poignant times in my life. So easily they flow straight from my heart during the ups and downs of the journey, but when the time comes for me to finally exhale and let it all out, I find myself searching and reaching for what to say.
It is 10:30 at night, past my normal bed-time and I have just wrapped up a fast and furious week, a schedule I'm not used to, nor do I like. But when you're selling your house, you are always on someone else's schedule. Lunches and dinners were a chunk of homemade bread and fruit grabbed on the run and eaten in the car.
Perhaps it was timing, all my prayers or even a fresh start granted with the soon arrival of spring...perhaps it was a mix of all these things that lead us to this evening. I know I should be excited, and I am ...really... but it's a little bittersweet as well . . . that we found a buyer for our house today! Eight long months is about to come to a close, a chapter in itself. On to new things and different places....I guess we really are going!
What started out as a plan to be near my parents, especially when my father was ill, has evolved into so much more. I'm leaving Nebraska and going to Georgia. Until last year I never saw that coming.
Thank you so much for listening to my endless (I'm sure it seemed) drama about my house not selling and missing Chad so. and thank you for all your wishes and prayers too!